non-lucid

I was hanging out with my friends. I noticed that it was 11:50 and I had to go cause I told my dad to pick me up at this time. I didn't want to go at the moment cause I didn't want to leave AA.

I was at the mall, in Cotton On. I went to the man section to look at the jeans. The size numbers were different from woman so I picked two pairs that seem fit and went toward the dressing room. One pair was black and the other was blue.

I was in a really tight fitting dress. It had double wide straps for each shoulder, with hooks on the ends of each strap.

I was walking at a beach, along the edge of the water, there were a lot of sharp shells and things in the sand. I got in the water and felt something in the bottom of my left foot. I took it out and looked around to find a lot of trash and fragments in the water. Someone told me to get out of there, that it's off limit to swim there. I quickly got out and see that the sand was marked with red for a length. I continued walking and got to the end of the off limit water, I got in the water again and AA was with me. We swam forward for a few seconds and got blocked by a line in the water. It looked a bit like the edge of a net. Someone screamed for us to get out, that everyone needs to evacuate. --- We were in AA's room, her two roommates were there. We were told to get out quickly but they didn't listen and went back to whatever they were doing. We told them again and again to get out but they won't listen so we gave up and walked out.

I was at a pretty big house. My job was to clean up little things after this woman. There was already a maid in this house but she was kind enough to let me work. While I was picking up trashes around, I started to worry if I'm gonna get paid or not... I also needed to tell her that I can work for her until January, before school starts. --- I was in front of a narrow staircase, I started walking up cause the woman was up at a hovering platform. The stairs was wobbly, and moved a little every step I take. I went back down the stairs to take a look at the stairs. The stairs was in half horizontally, the bottom half had wheels. The bottom half staircase could be moved around to work with other upper half stairs. I walked up again but halfway through, I realized that the stairs was attached to the wrong top half.

Had a dream that it is easier to run on all fours. Later, I’m dipper and I’m talking about supernatural creatures with my parents. I learn that the amount of supernatural creatures in the area is on the rise, and at the time I am on a bike and my parents are in the highlander (car) in Meme’s (my grandma) driveway and there is a rainbow projected on the house. Mom says that one of the supernatural creatures is creating it, and I Decide that it can stay.

I learn that Gideon’s boyfriend suddenly became gravely ill while they were riding horses together, and I tried to get there in time to save him, but by the time I got there, he was already dead.

At some point I’m Dean and I’m in the movie theatre with either my parents or Sam and Bobby. I get a couple calls from Cas but at one point my caller ID says something like “anglelkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk” and I’m wondering if Cas accidentally did something with his phone or if I accidentally edited my contacts while my phone was in my pocket. I go out to the lobby and answer the phone and it is actually this old woman who is pretty much insane and thinks that she’s an angel. She tells me some crazy stuff and most of the time I just keep responding with “ok.”

When I hang up, everyone in the lobby starts clapping because apparently they heard the call and everyone thought that I handled it very well.

Later, I’m still Dean but I work at some kind of other place living a domestic life. There is a big board with about 10 coworkers (five in two rows) and my other coworkers who are not on the board and I have to pick who we like the least by putting our hand on the picture of them. We unanimously agree on a woman with breast implants who wears a bikini 24/7. (I feel kind of bad about putting that on here, er, you can live your life however you want it this is the views of Dream!Dean!me not Awake!Me!me) Suddenly we are watching the woman as if through a video camera or something and we see her reaction to the vote. She looks perturbed, but she doesn’t get too upset or cry or anything.

Later, I am at a church service and the majority of the people there are black or latino. A man with blue eyes, blonde hair and pale skin steps up to the pulpit, takes out a pistol and starts shooting people in the audience. He yells, “blue-eyed regimen!” or something like that and I’m guessing he’s doing this out of racism. Meanwhile everyone just sits there and stares at him like they’re waiting for him to start the sermon, and I have to get up and yell at everyone to run before they realize what they should be doing.

I run on the balls of my feet and take big strides but it still doesn’t feel like I’m going very fast. There are bullets wizzing by me but somehow I make it to the parking lot. There I begin to slow down and I have to hide behind a car because I cannot run quickly anymore. However, the guy was following behind me the whole time and he walks right up to me with his gun and points it at me. Suddenly it is third perspective and the controls are like a game. Apparently there is no button to let me crawl underneath the car, but somehow I run away and climb a barbwire fence. On the other side of the fence is a taller barbwire fence, and then behind that is an even taller barbwire fence. At the top of the first fence, I use it like it’s as stretchy as a rubber band, and I sling myself to the next fence, and then I do the same with that one, although it takes quite a few more tries. I either had the head of someone from Homestuck or I was thinking about homestuck the whole time. Either I was suddenly someone from the Portal fandom or I was also thinking about the Portal fandom the whole time.

I was at a large indoor pool, which was partially owned by a school. The ceiling was very high above the surface of the water and from the wall, rather close to the ceiling, a waterfall poured down into the pool. I stood up there, looking across the enormous room. People jumped down the waterfall, into the pool and I felt kind of forced to do that too. However, I could easily back away from this. The thing was, I wanted to overcome my fear of jumping from this height and therefore felt that I had to jump for that sake.

When looking in front of me again, I noticed a branch 1,5-2 meters out and then remembered that I had jumped from up here before, by first throwing myself towards the branch and grabbing it. Nonetheless, as I was looking at it now, I doubted that I would be able to jump far enough to reach it... Someone else ran past me over the edge and grabbed the branch, swinged himself from it and fell towards the water. This made me more determined and less worried. I knew I could do this. I threw myself towards the branch and easily grabbed it. I did not feel heavy or anything hanging there and I begun swinging back and forth, preparing to let go. After swinging back and forth a few times and was swinging forward again I let go of the branch, plunging forward through the air. I felt so free and alive! However, I realized I might have gained to much power when swinging forward and thought I would crash into the wall on the other side. Instead, as I flew closer to the wall, I begun losing altitude faster, splashing into the water close to the wall.

Because of the incredible power that falling from high above had given me, my body continued very deeply down the water. It was an incredible feeling, but I began suspecting that I would have a hard time making it all the way to the surface without breathing. At the same time, I almost did not worry about this at all for some reason. Once my body had stopped being pushed deeper, I began swimming upwards. I had only done a few strokes, though, when I accidentally inhaled. The strange thing was, I felt myself breathing normal air. I got a bit confused about this and was on the verge of becoming lucid!

12-08-2012 -- [First dream was after about five hours uninterrupted sleep. It was fairly long and involved, but even from the moment I woke, it was disappearing from memory, so I can't remember it in nearly the detail I would like. Much more to it than the little I can remember to post here.]

I'm Harry Potter at Hogwarts. The entire dream is confined to the school, and there aren't even hints of the outside world, though the evil jerk characters are still mostly evil jerk characters.

Earliest parts have bits with Malfoy being a jerk, and us having to react to him and deal with him. Snape is a pain, and trouble, but not as much as he is sometimes portrayed as being. In some way, for a while, Snape is in charge of assigning passwords to the dorms, and he is being miserable about it, using either questions of such an advanced nature that nobody but Hermione would be able to answer them (ala his questions on Harry's first ever potion lesson with him) or rude, obnoxious, insulting passwords of a nature that remind me of Paige's computer password in the Foxtrot comic strip: "Even if he can figure it out, he could never bring himself to type it."

Somehow it is soon Harry's chance to set the passwords, and he is being completely reasonable and polite about it, and is annoying Snape incredibly by being the bigger man, and acting like an adult, leaving Snape nothing to complain about. Then there is another character, fairly young woman, blond, attractive, probably not an actual Harry Potter character, but who knows ... might be. She is using knowledge question passwords, but they are reasonable, and Harry is learning from her what he needs to know to pass the information on to the Gryffindors.

There is lots more, including minor character interactions, and running up and down elevators in a giant department store, which is actually Hogwarts in the dream instead, but nothing more that stuck enough to be remembered, darn it.

---

[Second dream came as I was trying to remember the first, and drifted back to sleep. Probably slept for less than an hour, had a very short dream with not much to it, but far more detail than I can remember from the first, more interesting one. Le sigh.]

I'm in my room in a house that most resembles the Pageant house, except the room is much larger than usual. I'm sitting on my bed, or perhaps at a desk, playing some sort of computer game. It seems to be a cross between Warlords:Battlecry, Runescape, and some kind of Facebook game. I think I've watched as somebody else battles some huge guy on a chariot (Lord Bane from Warcraft?) It is an impressive battle, and the character was defeated.

There is a chat window like in Runescape, and there was a quick line of yellow text that almost immediately disappears against the background, almost impossible to see. I am trying to scroll back to it because it seemed like something very good that I might want. Kind of a cross between a wall post from a Facebook game and a drop in Runescape. I'm trying to claim it, while thinking I didn't kill the bad guy, so I'm not likely to be able to get the drop. Meanwhile, one of the horse-like characters that was pulling the chariot, huge, kind of blueish-purple, and somewhat alien-looking, is starting to break free, and may be a threat.

The game kind of fades away from my attention, and I find a couple of lines of a song running through my head. I don't think it is something I've ever heard, I am pretty sure it is something I was writing, myself. [I did used to write songs, wrote hundreds of them while I was in love with somebody. Even got 10 of them played, recorded, and sung, and made an album, but haven't done anything with music since then, about fifteen years ago.]

It seems like a quite good couple of lines, and I am trying to find a scrap of paper to write it on, and repeating it over and over again, to try and remember it, as I do so. The couple of lines come out something like Leading with the Spirit, hope within their eyes; hearts filled with compassion, taken by surprise; I could hear the tune for it, as well. Anyway, I keep singing the two lines over and over again, trying to keep them in memory as I scramble for scraps of paper or envelopes. But everything I grab either already has dreams written on them, or in a few occasions have ads on them, and if I try to write over them, they'll be as hard to read as that yellow text on the busy background.

I'm in bed, wrapped in my blue velour blanket (its kind of like being wrapped up in a cuddly plush toy) scrambling for envelope bits, and suddenly Nick W. is in my room with me. He's chatting a mile a minute about all kinds of things, but nothing important, and I'm still humming the song bit, trying to not forget it, and wishing he would shut up for a minute.

He throws himself to the ground on the east side of the bed, trying to say something, but not being able to get it out. It seems to be important, though, unlike the rest of what he's been saying. Suddenly I am convinced he is going to confess his love for me, and I'm terrified that I'm going to have to explain to him that I don't swing that way, and break his heart. Very uncomfortable.

The room keeps switching around on me. The bed is always in the southwest portion of the room, but sometimes it runs north/south with the headboard at the south wall, and sometimes it runs east/west with the headboard on the west wall. When he falls to the floor, the bed is north/south, with him on the east side, but suddenly he is on the west side in the approximately two foot area between the bed and the wall. He is completely wrapped in my old blue and white flowered blanket from when I was a little kid, and he still can't get out what he wants to say.

I'm thinking of asking him to just spit it out, but instead he seems to be playing with the stereo, changing the station and the volume. But he's wrapped in the blanket and isn't touching the radio, and I suddenly realize he isn't coming on to me, he's trying to get up the nerve to tell me he's discovered he has some psychokinetic powers! Thank God! That's not nearly so awkward. I know we're going to have to talk about this, but I'm trying to turn down the stereo because I'm really afraid he's going to wake mom up, and she's going to come in and yell at me for still being awake, and send him home.

Except it isn't mom who comes bustling in, but Rosemary (my current landlord), showing the house to some friends. I feign sleep, while glancing around the room. It is a mess, but not as bad as it sometimes is. Thankfully at the moment there aren't a lot of pizza boxes or fast food wrappers laying around. I think while feigning sleep, I really fall asleep for a few minutes or something, because suddenly I wake, and find it is now pitch dark, as she turned out the light. Nick is still on the floor, also feigning sleep, and I am certain it has only been a minute or two.

I find myself glancing around the large room, looking at the other three or four beds, thinking about how there is no privacy, and figuring how we have room to add a few internal walls, make four proper, private bedrooms and a small hallway. I can remember the construction in enlarging the area, about six months ago [in real life about a year ago, Rosemary added on another three bedrooms and a bathroom to the house] and the dream somewhat connects to a dream I had three or four months ago, where the house was being enlarged. I think that one was actually posted here, and I may go back and link to it.

And all this time I was still trying to remember the lyrics and the tune to the brief bit of song. When I really woke up, it was the first thing I wrote down, before I could lose it.

Thursday, 6/12
NON LUCID

I am standing in a big room. Everything around has been torn apart. Clearly, there were great amount of walls before it has been demolished and turned into this big room. There's dust, dirt and general building trash laying around on the floor but not so much. The ceiling is V shaped as common for the attics. I have the feeling that it is the same 3rd floor of the building I am living in real life (which is being renovated), but at the same time it is totally different.

My best friend O and co-worker R is there too, looking around, inspecting all of it. Apparently, we are going to move in together and now having a hard time to choose where to place our beds. I am playing a very active role in this: "There should be a room, and here we can have big living room to share, this where your room will be R..." I am changing my mind all the time and it doesn't really seem that my friends care what I say, nor I care if they listen.

While I am showing everything around how I imagine it to be I come to a far end of the room. There are small stairs and a door just besides the rear wall. I crouch and let myself in leaving O and R behind. I end up in another attic room which is very small - you could barely stand in it. It feels like it's the bedroom my other co-worker and a friend M has in real life even though it is much different. There is no furniture at all, you can feel hard wood all around and spiderwebs suggest that the room has been abandoned for a long time. I am crawling further and drop into a hole, like a pit. It is stomach deep. I look around and notice that there is water dripping from the ceiling and wood all around is rotten. With the idea that nobody could move in here I leave the room and go back.

My friends have settled the beds. All three of them are standing in one corner put together from end till end. I am upset and irritated by the intimacy and lack of private space but I do not question their choice. Instead I look for the door (oh look, it is there!) and choose to go outside.

Outside I realize that it is definitely not the building I am living in, and it is not the same town. I have not been on the third floor at all. Just outside the door there is a street busier than any street I've ever seen. Literally, you can step into the walking pavement just from the doorway where mass of unrecognizable people walking to all directions. Cars go one after another without any break. But the amazing thing - there is nothing. Just this one house, the street and fields as far as eyes can see.

I come back in and I notice I have a guest. E is there. Immediately I get more intense and irritated as I started thinking how are we going to sleep together when O and R has their beds just beside mine.

I could not think of it too much. People started to flow into the house. More and more, soon enough the room turned into complete chaos full of people. I am looking around and noticed that they are actually my friends and acquaintances from previous school. I am glad to see them, but no one is actually interacting with me. In fact, nothing there makes any sense, everyone is walking around like particles colliding into each other and changing directions without any reason. I feel like I want to go somewhere and there are stairs which have not been there before.

I go up, maybe couple of floors and end up in a concert hall. All square, not so big. Same ex schoolmates sitting on chairs forming a bend line towards one corner. I take one chair and sit down. There has been a band playing in the corner. I can hear rhythm is getting faster and music louder. It is getting very intense. They loose the control, drummer flips his drums, singer throws away microphone stand, guitarist smashes his guitar. And that keeps on for a while, everyone is watching the band to destroying their equipment in complete calmness. I turn to someone beside me and ask what is it all about. Someone answers that it's just a regular school meeting. I notice refreshments on chairs in between the people, cakes and coffee and tea.

I then go out of the hall and noticed that everyone is gone. Without a saying it is clear that it's morning. I am walking around the house and it seems that everything has been transformed. It looks like a house someone has been living for a long time, except that there are unusually many beds. All the beds are made nice, with proper beddings and everything around clean.

I go up again and there is a new room. The room has 8 corners which shape into octagon. It's dark blue, have night curtains and useful furniture built into walls, like closes and shells. In general, I like the room. My friends O and R are also there and we all agree that this room should be our room we move in.

Beds start to gain shape next to three different walls, as far from each other as possible.

I have a lot to do for the day and I'm just about to get out of the house when I get a call from my landlord. She is complaining about all of these things that I've done wrong and I don't understand her on the phone so I ask to meet her. She comes down with the neighbor and they are friendly but they start listing their complaints. One is that the house is not clean. The other I don't remember. Between their complaints they start talking about how they were doing drugs the night before. I say, "I'm sorry, but I have a busy day and I'd like to get this all done as soon as possible." They say okay and then tell me about the bed that I gave to them. It is damaged and they think it is my fault. I don't understand them at first. The wall in my room is falling down and it is because of the bed falling through. Many people are in my room and we are all arguing. The landlord's foul son is there, the man landlord is there, and Jul and Ore are there. I notice it's raining and rain is coming through the window. I close it but make a mistake in doing so. Immediately everyone gives me suggestions and then applaud me when I get it right. I get nasty and say sarcastically "Thanks everyone." Ore has a window open and a fan in the window blowing rain onto my bed. I say WTF?


I'm walking in a familiar scene. I've been there before in dreams. There is a river and mountains in the distance. I was bored with the landscape but then I thought that later I'll be climbing the mountains. I wanted to call my old friends Kyl. I couldn't find his phone number on my phone. I looked for him on facebook but he was not to be found. This dream sequence made me think of other dream sequences within my dream that had to do with Kyl.


I meet Kur my zen teacher in the bathroom of my work. I tell him something about my zen practice and he is happy and encouraging. It has to do with me and my fear of death. In my dream there is a sense that I will die soon. I think I have cancer. There are many people peeing in the bathroom. There are three urinals where usually there are two. There are some grapefruits on the ground right by the urinal and I'm concerned about my pee splashing out of the urinal and onto the grapefruits. I pee there anyway.

This is during the end of the dream. My name in there was "GG". They were my initial for my dream name. Anyways, I'm in this room with christina i think. We're worrying about this girl (who's about my age btw). Theres this other girl who is after us because we wont her have the girl my age. So christina and i are talking about her ability. It's the piwer to fit inside any form of space. It can be a box, a drawer, any form of space. This was a really serious matter because the evil girl was really out to get me. She has this grudge against me for taking the girl my age away from her. While me and christina are talking, my phone rings. It's the girl around my age. The 1st thing she says is "when you get home, we're gonna have mad sex...." (she said alot more specifying that one topic) i started to chuckle a little and told christina to listen to what she's saying. Christina actually says something to her. I take my phone from christina and then i try to make an excuse. No need though, she made one for me. She gigles a littlesaid "that must be your mom, right?" I just went along with it even though i know it was christina. The dream ends from fades away.

Something freaky happened though. I woke up (in real life) to my phone ringing. I wasnt going to answer it but decided last second to answer it. It stopped ringing the moment i got my hands on it. I checked and saw who called me. It was my mom. O_O. I didnt realize the connection until i started writing this dream.

Business School

I needed to get a form or something for a business I had. It was not much of a business yet, but I had a license and I was trying to protect it.

I drove somewhere, following someone, and not really knowing where I was going. I ended up in a class with high-school students. When it was time for class to let out, I tried to put all my stuff away and just get my business license, but there was a lot of crap on my desk and I couldn't find my license.

There were tiny pencils, some sharpened at both ends. Someone thought tiny pencils were neat; they needed to be thrown out. I picked them up and put them in a reservoir attached to the desk.

I found a book with papers in it as book marks. I looked at each paper to make sure I could throw them away. None of them had anything on them, so I threw them away. I inspected the book to see if it was important--it said, "Sotobirds" or something. It was inspired by what I'm studying these days, "phytochemicals." I have a packet in my truck IWL with that title.

My friend left the class and I got nervous because I didn't know how to get back where I was going. Then the teacher came in and sat down with me. I told her I didn't think I would graduate and she got concerned. I thought it was funny she didn't realize I'd only attended the class today and one other occasion (false memory). I quickly told her I was joking, and explained my purpose for being in the class.

I eventually left and indeed did not know where I was going.

I forgot the rest of the dream.

~

Business/nature

I was driving to someones house iKnoW. I didn't want her to think I liked her, which I did, but I was in the area, and was just going to go by her house because something near her was nice to see.

I decided I better not go by and see it though. I continued to drive on a hilly street. I saw Jim Rockford I think. He was on a mechanical device like a cherry picker that held three people on poles that went out in different directions. The center would rotate and all three people would move up or down as though they were on a Farris wheel. One person would make a hand signal or whistle or something, and a guy in the control seat would turn the entire unit, and all three guys would start going around.

Jim didn't like the job because the hours were far and few between, but then he got a check for $50, 000 and decided that he could take the few hours because the money was so good.

I ended up in a shop. A boss figure was looking at some paperwork. Two guys had filled out their business licenses correctly, but mine was wrong. I asked what was wrong and he showed me the paper. He then asked me to name two adults. I named the first and he said that was wrong and that I didn't understand. He was going to explain it to me.

I went outside and told someone what was happening. The boss wanted me back in and thought I was talking about him. He then asked me surprised if I really had an avocado plant growing at home. I told him I did, but it was very small and would never bear fruit. He was very interested, but didn't quite believe it.

We ended up talking about the soil in a lime tree I have. I showed him how rich it was and told him the soil was from my compost heap. He was impressed that I had such nice soil. I told him that I would have a lot more soon since I've been building it up again.

The man took a step back and almost stepped on a huge worm. I looked at the worm a couple times and it turned into a new clutch of baby brown snakes. I said, "Watch this."

I started scooping them up all at once. Then I started picking up one at a time to get the rest in my hands. I knew they wouldn't bite me because they don't bite IWL. I then came to a couple different king snakes and a copperhead. They were small also, but I recognized them. I picked up the king snakes, then the copperhead struck at me. I pulled away quickly and then showed the man and other people all the snakes I had.

The End

A lot ore recall last night. Wondering if its because we switched the bed to the back, or because I was wakened "just enough" to wake up and fall back to sleep by the fact the bed doesn't have enough padding. Grr... hard lumpy beds suck.

Anyway. Sand. A hotel made of sand and underneath a beach somewhere, right on the tides edge (brilliant), advertising that you could power sleep in this underground, sand-built room and get the best sleep you ever had. LOL. I didn't sleep in it, but a friend of mine and her son rented a room, and the tide (of course) came up and washed straight through her side of the hotel, collapsing the roof on top of her. So the dream changed and my partner and me are helping find a house for her and her son to sleep in. She chooses this old neighborhood, bad neighborhood, I don't want her to stay there. The house is very old, haunted house, so old its leaning. Lots of scratches on the table, we watched scratches appear and a message appear on the old dining table. I don't remember the message on the table. My partner is walking around checking the radiator heater, the faucets and pipes for leaks, the wooden floor for bad spots (finding them all). I'm downstairs, I refuse to go upstairs. The boy (about 3-4 years old) goes upstairs alone, comes back down and says thats where the ghost is, he's not scared though. He just says "shes like an old lady."

IRL - I havent seen or spoken to this friend in about two months, but I do think of her often. Shes young enough to be my daughter. I used to work with her, and she is very sweet. I think her son IRL is 6. I'm wondering if the dream was about "rooms" and "housing" because my partner and I are in dire need for a good bed. Its hard to find a mattress to fit the only bed we have (a fold out couch), and its falling apart - not meant for daily use lol. I made us a pallet in the back room, it would be great, except it needs thicker padding (or a mattress). Bleh - crushed some kidney stones last night sleeping on that thing, peed blood this morning, had a hard time walking the first hour or so. I'm good to go now. Had my coffee Bring on the Saturday!

Non-lucid: grey
lucid: blue

The first thing that I remember is that I was going with my family to Bejaia (a coastal city). Our car was different as it had 7 seats instead of 5. I sat in the middle. The car started to move to our destination. I just enjoyed seeing the different landscapes that we passed by as the car was moving on the road. The sun started to raise when we left our hometown.

I can't remember exactly but I think a lot of time passed before we saw another city. I saw a building that can only be seen in setif (another city). I yelled: We're only in setif! This trip is taking so much time! My dad turned and told me: Don't worry we're almost there. I calmed a bit.

memory gap

I was running. I believe it was night time. I bare feet and I could feel the grass whenever one of my feet hit the the ground. Then I remembered, and said to my self: didn't I just went to bed? I already knew I was dreaming but I confirmed it with a nose plug RC. As soon as I felt the air rush through my closed nostrils the scene completely changed. I was in what seemed to be an airport. looking to a city covered with mist. Later on I knew that city was Jakarta

Spoiler for Jakatra :

Fascinated by the view as I'm a third world country inhabitant. Living in a small town. I didn't saw much skyscrapers in my life. So I just walked slowly enjoying the view. Little kids playing soccer there and some advertisement boards over there. Grown grass on both sides of the road that I was walking on. I then decided when I reached the skyscrapers that I should set a goal. I tried to remember the TOTM and I remembered something about snow. Oh yea I have to make it snow, I said to myself. I thought of just asking for snow but that seemed boring. After a few moments I decided what to do. I clapped my hands pointing them to the sky. A huge shock wave was the result of my clapping. that shock wave headed straight upwards and into the white clouds. I expected grey clouds to gather and that's what happened, and then it simply started to snow.
I then -happy with my results- decided to just do random stuff (which was the thing that made me lose lucidity) I remember jumping very high then falling and then waking up.

I woke up in my grandparents's house. I searched for my DJ to write my dream but couldn't find it. I then woke up for real.

Been several days since I last wrote in the DJ. I hae recalled more dreams, but for several reasons I haven't been able to remember/write them down, bleh ..

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I was in my room, with one of my friends. I'm not a 100% sure what we did, but we talked about fireworks, of which I have a few, both in reality and in the dream. There is this other small room connected to mine where I keep them, and we went inside to see.*

Basically, all the normal fireworks/crackers I have were in there, so I told him a bit about each, and I went out of the room to show him another few that I had on my bookshelves (apparently). One was this long tube, which was rattling, as if it was filled with pebbles. It had bright colors on it, and I was completely sure it was called Cobra.

There also was another tube, except this one was so tall it reached the roof, as well as my floor. I still managed to put it back on my bookshelves though, somehow.

I went into the small room again, and something was different. Things were scattered on the floor, small paper boxes had little marks on them, in the same place, which made me think something had bitten into them. My friend told me different though. The boxes were on the floor, which was very clear, and a bit dusty.

Now, a few new firecrackers had appeared on my shelf. Somehow, this odd little container, which was shaped somewhat like a mana potion, with the text 'Hawaiian Blue', was a firecracker. The content inside was a thick liquid and was colored a darker green.

My friend decided to stand behind my desk and pour some content on to it, and I was really distraught, as the container apparently cost 200 SEK for just three of them.

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Notes: There were several parts of this dream where I could have gotten lucid, with awareness. It's pretty clear I must practice some more with that, as my dreams are getting more vivid already!

i am fairly ill, getting over a virus today. last night it peaked while i slept causing an eerie dream and then quite an intense nightmare:

i had a dream that a man whom i have seen come into my work was wandering around my house in the dark. i saw him and kind of said hello and goodbye, implying he should leave. i noticed one of his ears was bleeding but didn't say anything as i wanted him to leave, not stay and discuss this. i got him out the door and as i walked back to my bed room i felt fear of faces in the dark. i told myself it was in my head but got out my cell phone to light up the room anyway.

i believe i had a brief awakening and then i had this dream:

it's night time and i'm driving toward a bridge to see my mother and wondering whether or not i'm going the right way. as i crest a small hill my car leaves the ground a bit like jumping a ramp. then i notice i can't see the lines on the highway. i try to close my eyes for a second and then find i cannot open them! i feel the car swerve a bit and fear i will drive off the bridge into the river. i feel the car fall and then hit water. i feel it sink and begin anticipating the freezing cold water pouring in. i think about breaking a window and swimming up but truly and deeply know this is the end. i'm full of terror and yet i still say something sarcastic: "well i guess this is the part where i die." i finally get my eyes open in the dream to see the inside of the car and then i awake in real life, quite shaken from this disturbing dream.

largely the intense fear was directly on par with what it would be in reality, however i do not usually have dreams like this and so i think my mind was creating a dream in relation to the turmoil my body was going through in trying to eradicate the virus.

Dream 1: "BIG MAN"
Me and my family is not here at our current residence. We are at our older house in other city. My younger brother is taking us to a restaurant named "Big Man" to give us a party. Restaurant walls were embedded with glass peaces.

Dream 2: "Sleep Paralysis"
I am dreaming that I am trapped in a very dirty and dark room. And I am very worries and scared. I can listen voice of a female in darkness. and she is saying me that dont go into sleep paralysis while smiling because it will kill you.

Dream 3: "Peaces of sleep"
I am sleeping and waking up constantly.

Dream 4: "Hated Person"
I hate my cousin a lot and i dont want my family to contact them. But My mother is gone to their family's house. I waiting a lot for mother to come back but she is not coming. Now I am going to the house of my cousin to take my mother. When I am there I dont remember the details but the situation is very tight.